The next play is a no-go for us, we talked it over and they'd rather have the spring open, among other reasons.
Here is Zep after
I did manage to get the house all scrubbed down, it feels so nice to have everything where it belongs and clean. It's made keeping up with the funk-covered kids easier, too. I have done loads of laundry, keeping the bedding and pillows washed, I wish I could put them all in the same bed and save myself some work! Unfortunately, the one bed they all want to be in is mine!
In local gossip, Mr. Holmes has a Yorkie he is thinking about breeding, so we have spent at least an hour this afternoon naming the one we want. The dog is named Rocky, so we hauled out the rock and mineral books to look up rock names, which led to talking about Pompeii which led to watching more CrashCourse history and the new one for biology and that finally led back around to eating marshmallow peeps. I love how our world is round. Any path gets you somewhere and there's no way to know what there is to find along the way.